In the restaurant, not only Druca, but Burgess also looked at Ethan in a daze.

But she reacted quickly.

The guy had always behaved in the same way, she smiled and stopped talking.

Eat meatballs dry, some thirsty.

With a flick of his hand, Ethan threw the remaining half-eaten meatballs back into the plate, and the iced orange juice that had not been touched next to him was picked up by him again and drank it with a grunt.

"Hiccup~"

Touching his stomach, he hiccuped comfortably.

"If there is not a plausible explanation."

Druka was so angry that his nose tilted to the side, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will make you regret making this move, no one can ruin my mood for breakfast and walk away easily." ”

These two guys, obviously, are together.

came to reconcile with himself, and he was so arrogant, which made him angry.

"Please."

Ethan put the cup down, took the napkin and wiped his mouth: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a breakfast!" ”

Stingy?

Druca squeezed his hands and narrowed his eyes.

"Haha."

He laughed again and let go of his hand: "I won't be fooled, if you want me to hit you, it's impossible." ”

"Tell Roman."

The guy's face changed very quickly, and he said viciously: "You are from the 21st Bureau, right, tell him that given your current behavior, this matter cannot be easily ended." ”

"I'll go to a lawyer and discuss the case for compensation."

"It's all your fault."

Druka is a bit clever.

He felt that the clothes on his and his companions were not decorations, and this bastard dared to come over and swagger to make such a move, and he must also be an insider.

Unexpectedly, he dared to find someone to threaten him.

He immediately made up his mind that the matter could not be ended in such a hurry.

"Oh."

Hearing these words, Ethan spread his hands: "Why are you so excited, isn't it just a breakfast~"

"That's right."

He looked to the left and said to Druka's partner, "I said man, aren't you afraid to partner with someone like that?" ”

"Something happens, this guy definitely thinks about himself first."

"No kidding."

Ethan said to the patrolman who had three or seven points: "In case you encounter a firefight, the person who was shot is definitely not your partner, this is a complete selfish ghost." ”

Drucka's partner didn't speak, and he smiled when he heard Ethan's words.

But his eyes quickly glanced at his partner.

A hint of vigilance arose.

He knew what was going on, and given that Druka was his partner, he couldn't say anything.

But now, I still don't give up.

Also blackmail.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had to apply for a different partner.

"Bang."

This gaze was naturally captured by Druka, who slapped the table excitedly and looked at Ethan angrily: "What do you mean by these words, you hit me first when you were on duty." ”

"Now."

He spread his hands and said excitedly:

"Letting you threaten me in plainclothes again, is that what Roman likes to do?"

If the other party's words just now get out, his reputation will stink in the future.

He immediately shifted his focus and emphasized what had happened to him.

Then, it provoked confrontation.

There is still some contradiction between plainclothes and patrol officers, the former sometimes feels that he is superior to the patrol police, and the latter feels that he does not do less than the former, and is not worse than the other party.

As long as there is a conflict with plainclothes, the patrol will naturally report the group.

When he spoke, he was much louder than before, just to attract the attention of the surrounding patrolmen who were eating breakfast.

As his words fell, one by one he glanced over with curiosity.

Somebody, however, quickly looked away.

Of course, there are also unkindnesses.

Including Drucka's partner, he lowered his face and said slowly, "Sorry, if you don't mind, we just want to have a quiet breakfast." ”

Who the other party is, don't care about it for now.

But now it's his partner, the unspoken rules of the blue wall, no matter who is right or wrong, stand with his partner unconditionally for the first time.

Ethan smiled dumbly and shook his head helplessly.

Of course, he can see through these little tricks, and this Druka can be regarded as a little clever ghost.

"I think you're mistaken."

Ethan smiled at Druka, spread his hands and said, "I'm a friend of Burgess, and this time I came here to reason with you, hoping that you can make the right choice." ”

“OK。”

Seeing that the other party confessed, Druca smiled proudly: "What you want to say, I'm listening." ”

"That's it."

Throwing the napkin forward and draping it over the sandwich, Ethan grinned, "I just hope you make the right choice, and by the way, have a nice morning." ”

With that, he snapped up ten dollars.

"No need to look for it."

With a wave of his hand, he walked outside: "The rest is a tip for you, I really liked your performance just now." ”

Listening to this, it means that Druka is a stripper.

It ended like this without a beginning or an end, and Burgess was puzzled for a while, but she was also amused by Ethan's actions, and walked out quickly.

"Bastard."

Druka looked at the ten dollars, his hands trembling with anger.

He grabbed it and wanted to tear it apart, but after hesitation, he still stuffed it into his pocket.

Seeing this scene, his partner reluctantly picked up the orange juice.

"Who is this man?"

Druca gritted his teeth and looked at his partner: "This is a threat, I must complain about him." ”

"I don't know."

The partner shrugged.

The tens of thousands of police officers in the Chicago Police Department can be said to be mostly strangers.

"I know."

At this time, a patrolman at the table next to him said happily: "His name is Ethan Morgan, he is from the 21st Bureau, yes, this is a threat, I suggest you go and complain about him." ”

There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.

"Ahem~"

Druka's partner choked on orange juice and coughed sharply.

"Thank you."

Drucka kept the name in his heart and asked curiously, "You're a good guy, by the way, which branch are you from?" ”

"Twenty-one precincts."

The patrolman shook his head and ate the last bite of the pie: "That guy is the villain, I support you!" ”

After speaking, he patted his clothes and stood up.

Thumbs up to Druka, the guy strode outside, his shoulders still shaking slightly as he left.

"Look."

Druca stretched out his hands to his partner: "Even the people in their bureau don't like that guy." ”

"Oh my God."

His partner wiped the orange juice off his body and said with a strange face: "You really haven't heard of this name?" ”

"Twenty-one Bureau, Ethan Morgan."

"Nope."

Druca shook his head and waved his hand nonchalantly, "I don't care who he is, this time I'm the one who takes the lead." ”

"Hmm."

His partner smacked his teeth, frowned, and said, "If, I mean if." ”

"How about you go and apologize to Roman?"

"Huh?"

Druca looked confused.

(End of chapter)